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The visit to Granpa's was boring. Kind of. Bill didn't go, so what's the need to document it?

Anyways, when we got back-all four of us, that is-Dad went to shower, Mabel went to glitter more sweaters, Mom went to cook, and I went to find Bill.

I walked into my room, well...

I found Bill snuggled up in my bed peacefully. A minuscule bit of drool came from the corner of his mouth. He was laying in fetal position.

He looked like a little kid.

He looked vulnerable.

I tiptoed carefully to my desk.

I just sat there and watched him until he started to stir.

"Hmm...n...no....deal...." he mumbled.

Bill's eyes opened sleepily a good ten minutes later.

"Hmm? Oh...gmorning Pinetree..." he mumbled sleepily.

"It's afternoon, Bill," I said, a small smirk on my face.

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